Posts Tagged ‘alcoholism’

[note: I’m reposting this because May is Neurofibromatosis Awareness Month. “Doodle Day USA” raises money for NF research by auctioning celebrity doodles on eBay. They’ve got doodles by Meryl Streep, Gene Simmons and Neil Gaiman, to name a few. Even Jeff Bridges. Yep, the dude abides…and DOODLES. Go have a look. My daughter and I […]

Of all the things I’ve had to re-learn how to do in my sobriety, dating has got to be the toughest. I ended my almost five-year-long relationship with B. last year. I’m still hurting from that; I think it’s going to take a long time to heal. But I don’t want to sit around moping. […]

. It’s my birthday. Today I celebrate three years of sobriety, achieved one day at a time, in the Alcoholics Anonymous program. It feels like a very short time and a very long time all at once. Last night I went to our monthly citywide AA meeting. The speaker was a gentleman who got sober […]

Last year, an Apple employee lost an iPhone prototype in a San Francisco bar. Recently, according to a report by CNET, another iPhone prototype was lost, again at a San Francisco bar. Both times that I heard the news, my first thought was, “D’oh!” My second thought was, “Was the Apple employee drunk when it […]

I had to share this because it epitomizes my thought processes. And it’s Wednesday. And it’s funny. I live inside my head soooooo much. I constantly obsess over fears, relationship dynamics, perceived slights, financial insecurity, you name it. I analyze the shit out of stuff and make up the most incredible stories in my mind, […]

Along with the rest of the country, we’ve had a serious cold snap here in central Texas, with record lows and – surprise! – snowfall that actually accumulated and stuck around for more than 30 minutes. Now, I was born in Michigan and lived there till I was ten, when we moved to Colorado to […]

I started this post a few months ago, but never finished. Because it’s Veterans Day, it seemed appropriate to complete it and post it. My ex-father-in-law passed away a few months ago. “Poppy,” as his grandkids called him, was a good man, a Purple Heart veteran who served in the Navy during WWII. He was […]